"Boy, you have to remember that everything exists in this world for a reason, fate is not absolute, and everything has a silver line. There is a glimmer of life in death, a glimmer of relief in difficulty, a touch of compassion in ecstasy, and a wisp of calamity in triumph. ”

"Do you understand this 'line', 'a trace', 'a wisp'?"

Old man Wen stared at Ah Chun with blazing eyes, which didn't seem to be what an old man who seemed to be on the verge of death. Ah Chun looked at him a little stupidly.

Ah Chun shook his head, unable to understand what Old Man Wen said. And Old Man Wen's move, Ah Chun couldn't understand it. If Ah Chun thinks about it, he may notice that today's old man Wen is very different from usual. Today's old man Wen said the most since he knew, the old man Wen in the past cherished words like gold, and he could solve it with a roll of his eyes when he could ignore it. However, how could the absent-minded Ah Chun detect this already fickle old man Wen.

Seeing Ah Chun shaking his head, Old Man Wen laughed, laughed happily and happily, and said: "If you don't understand, it's right, if you don't understand, you have to understand it, you have to figure it out!"

Ah Chun, who reacted, asked eagerly, "Can you protect my sister if you understand it?"

"No, you can't. ”

Ah Chun lowered his head again and continued his "mourning".

"But it can help you protect your sister. ”

Old Man Wen is very satisfied with Ah Chun's performance, Ah Chun's loss, sadness, fighting spirit, eagerness and now "mourning", these old man Wen looks at them one by one, what Old Man Wen needs is a flesh and blood person who values love and righteousness rather than a wooden man who can only kill.

In the eyes of Old Man Wen, this is "people"!

"Really!"

Ah Chun hurriedly raised his head and looked at Old Man Wen, his eyes were full of hope.

"What do I have to do to figure this out, even if it's hard and tired, I'm not afraid!"

Old Man Wen pointed at Ah Chun and said meaningfully: "The only person who can teach you to learn these things is yourself in this world. ”

Ah Chun was stunned again, not understanding what Old Man Wen meant. However, Old Man Wen didn't explain much.

"Do you remember the story I told yesterday that the human race fought for a place in the forest of all races?"

Ah Chun looked at Old Man Wen, although he didn't understand what Old Man Wen was going to say, but Ah Chun still remembered it, so he nodded towards Old Man Wen.

"Every generation of human kings will lead the human race to earn and work hard, this is the mission and responsibility of every generation of human kings!"

Angry and generous, it seems that from the old man Wen, he can see the heroic ambition of the ancestors of the human race in those years. This seems to be a cliché for many years, and how resoundingly determined and heroic it is at this moment.

Ah Chun was deeply attracted by this, this is not a mindless pursuit, but the rush and excitement in the blood of the human race.

The heroism and excitement of the last moment, the next moment of rapid decline, turned into a vicissitudes of life and tragic tone.

"However, that battle between gods and demons is as vivid as if it had just happened yesterday. Blood splattered in the sky, staining the clouds on the horizon red, no, it was no longer clouds. The earth was pitch black, and it was the scorched darkness after the flames of war. The sky was black, red, black, and red, and from time to time there was a thunderclap, which was the breath of death, and it was the smell of blood. ”

The more the old man Wen spoke, the more excited he became, the more sad he became, helpless tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and at this moment, the old man Wen really became an ordinary old man who was helpless when he encountered difficulties and could not solve them.

"O Terran, the king of the people died in that battle, and the holy weapon that carried the luck of the Terran was broken, and it was broken! The luck of the Terran dissipated between heaven and earth, the Terran was defeated, and the traitors took advantage of the situation to occupy a large area of mountains and rivers of our Terran race. ”

Old Man Wen changed his previous calm, sadness, crying, pleading, and hatred filled the entire space as if it had turned into substance at this moment.

"Forgive me for not being able to fight for the Terrans anymore. ”

Lao Ji Fu Fang was only a luxury in his heart, and his old face was even more bleak and frustrated by the falling white hair.

"Why did the king of men die?"

Ah Chun's idea is very simple, there are thousands of human races This is what Ah Chun learned from the book, then the human king must not be simple, and dying in battle sounds a bit far-fetched.

"O king of men, that is the strong and supreme of the human race. But that year, the Holy Pool, the Holy Pool, ......"

Old Man Wen was trembling all over, and the memories he recalled were constantly pounding the of thought like a stormy wave. The unwillingness, remorse, and pain in the eyes show that something extraordinary happened back then.

"Sacred Pool, what is Sacred Pool?"

Old Man Wen, whose shortness of breath had gradually subsided, regained some of his senses, calmed down and continued: "The human race is the most ordinary race among all races, and the human race at the beginning had no talent and nothing. It is a tool in the hands of a monkey in the eyes of the Protoss, and it is also a blood food in the mouth of the Orcs. The ancestors of the Terran were unwilling to live in the world like this, and the ancestors of the Terran collected thousands of blood to transform the physique of the Terran. After continuous collection, fusion, filtering and screening, the ancestors got the bloodline that was most suitable for the human race, and since the era of the human race has begun, the bloodline is the essence blood of the human king. Generations of human kings have continued to use, build, and upgrade the quality of the king's blood. At the end of each generation's life, the king's blood will be returned to the holy pool, waiting for the next human king to be baptized. ”

Speaking of this, Old Man Wen began to grieve again, and the extreme sadness was like the decay of the old had penetrated into his bones.

"However, in that year, most of the blood of the King of Shengchi disappeared for no reason, and the baptism of the human king was not carried out perfectly, this is the first human king who did not receive the perfect baptism, and it is also the last human king of my human race. ”

After speaking, Old Man Wen suddenly burst into tears.

He still muttered in his mouth: "They all blame me, they all blame me, I am a sinner of the human race." ”

Ah Chun looked at the old man who was crying sadly, and his heart was also sad, and he suddenly became in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

Soon Old Man Wen regained his composure, wiped his tears, and said self-deprecatingly: "It's really true that you're so old." ”

Ah Chun was confused, but when he saw Grandpa Wen's appearance, he didn't continue to ask. After all, in Ah Chun's consciousness, it was the question he asked that caused Grandpa Wen to become like this.

Old Man Wen looked at Ah Chun, his eyes were full of hope and relief, as if he saw the future of the human race.

"Grandpa Wen, I'm ......"

Ah Chun's words came to his lips, but he couldn't speak.

Old Man Wen smiled and said, "Boy, do you know? When I first saw you, I thought you were a talented person, and I wanted to observe you for a few more days and accept you as my disciple." But just last night I changed my mind. ”